Sturdy White Knickers

This time last year I undertook knicker-less voting. In hindsight it turned out to be a disaster. I got what I asked for but it turned out what I asked for was very very wrong! So this year I’m wearing the sturdiest most sensible white knickers I can find to vote for a new way in which to vote.
The poll station this time is the Bhavan Centre which I’ve never been in before, it has a large mural of Krishna surrounded by golden cows on the far wall which makes the tatty polling booths and printed out instruction posters look completely out of place. It was worth going to vote because despite the mundane and somewhat Monty Python democracy ritual, Krishna was still looking good.